Ode to a Purple Peep
a poem by Kay Pere
A bland expression on its face,
Upon a paper plate,
A graham cracker beneath it
The peep awaits its fate.
A bland expression on its face,
Upon a paper plate,
A graham cracker beneath it
The peep awaits its fate.
It cannot run. It cannot beg.
Its belly bulge, a chocolate egg,
Like they do in Winnipeg,
The peep that I just ate.
THE END
Its belly bulge, a chocolate egg,
Like they do in Winnipeg,
The peep that I just ate.
THE END
Does this make me a one ode purple peep eater?
[Microwave approximately 20 seconds. Eat open-faced or cover with another graham cracker while still gooey for the full Peep S'mores experience.]
©2007 Kay Pere ~ Effusive Muse Publishing
that is so funny, great!
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